Volume 11, True Immortal Comes into the World, Chapter 2263, Fuling Mountain
Compared to the human-demon and other nearby tribes, the population of the Eldest Tribe is extremely sparse.
In addition, Han Li and others deliberately drove the flying boat to take some unusually remote routes, so naturally they encountered fewer and fewer Spirit Tribe people.
These spirit tribes had no doubts about the changed appearance of the Black Spirit Holy Boat and the magic crystal puppets standing outside the boat.
There were even a few members of the Weapon Spirit tribe who went out of their way to say hello to these "fellow tribesmen" who were not weak in cultivation.
Under Han Li's signal, these transformed puppets easily dealt with these "tribesmen".
Two months later, the spaceship finally arrived at the largest city in the central part of the Spirit Clan, 'Cuiyan City', and more than 100,000 miles away from this city was the 'Fuling Mountain', the holy land of the entire Spirit Clan.
In this mountain lives the "Spirit King" who enjoys supreme prestige among the spirit tribe, as well as some holy guards who have sworn that they will never leave this mountain.
According to the taboos of the Spirit Tribe, the area within 30,000 miles of this mountain is designated as a restricted area, and people from the Spirit Tribe below the combined level are strictly prohibited from approaching.
Beings above the combined level are not allowed to enter the upper part of Fuling Mountain without the Spirit King's personal instructions. They can only stay in the lower part of the mountainside for a short period of time.
In recent years, some spiritual kings who had recently received holy spirits were frequently summoned to the Holy Mountain on a regular basis. They suddenly announced that they would practice a certain mysterious technique in seclusion, and after handing over the affairs of the clan to a few close followers and holy spirits, they were completely closed off.
The entire Holy Land is no longer open to anyone.
There had never been a mountain closure incident in Chengsan before, so this naturally caused quite a stir among the Spirit Clan. But those Holy Spirits were also highly respected people, and with their combined efforts to suppress it, the Spirit Clan really didn’t have any major troubles.
But secret rumors are inevitable.
During this time, the entire Spirit Clan was filled with a strange undercurrent of atmosphere.
On the way here, Han Li, Mo Jianli and others inquired about the relevant information clearly.
Although they were surprised by the unexpected changes in the spirit clan, they did not change their intention to see the spirit king.
After all, since the Spirit King was able to trade the Thunder Sky Talisman with the foreign Mahayana not long ago, he naturally cannot be really practicing in seclusion. Instead, he is secretly plotting something else.
But no matter what unknown plans this Spirit Race Mahayana has, Han Li and Mo Jianli, who are determined to win the Thunder Night Talisman, will naturally not retreat at all.
After some discussion, the two stopped the Black Spirit Holy Boat near Cuiyan City, leaving behind Yinyue and others and a bunch of magic crystal puppets.
The two of them flew away towards Nafuling Mountain together.
With this arrangement, if anything happens when meeting the Spirit King, with their Mahayana cultivation, it will be more than enough to protect themselves without any hindrance.
Half a day later, Han Li and Mo Jianli arrived not far from the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Tribe without anyone noticing.
Han Li raised his head and looked up.
As far as the eye can see, rainbows of five colors are spread all over the sky, and under these rainbow bridges, an emerald green mountain peak more than 10,000 feet high is faintly flashing with strands of crystal light.
Even though Han Li used secret techniques to hide his body, the pupils in his eyes could not help but shrink slightly.
With his current strength, how could he not see that this rumored "Holy Mountain" of the Spirit Clan actually possesses some extremely terrifying invisible spiritual pressure? It seems to be a rare treasure with great power, not at all like those of his.
What it looks like under the mountain.
"It's interesting! This Spirit King doesn't hesitate to let the Holy Mountain reveal its true colors, but also wants to completely seal the place. It seems that there is something really fishy about it." Mo Jianli, who also turned his body into a transparent form, was beside him.
. He also said a few words in surprise.
Obviously, this human Mahayana also saw some of the mysteries of this mountain at a glance.
"Brother Mo, it seems that the Spirit King has really set up a very powerful restriction here. Do we still want to take the initiative?" Han Li asked calmly.
"Why don't you go? Even though this mountain is extraordinary, how can it really stop you and me from joining forces. And if you don't show some skills first, this Lord Spirit King may not be willing to show up and meet us. Fellow Daoist Han will be fine.
At the end of the day, you may have suddenly changed your mind." Mo Jianli said with a smile.
"Since Brother Mo knows this, how can Han have any intention of backing down? I will naturally accompany you to the end." Han Li was not surprised and said with a smile,
So after a few more discussions, the two immediately decided to separate.
Mo Jianli made a seal with one hand and muttered something.
A strange scene appeared! The transparent body of this human race Mahayana actually glowed with a milky white halo amidst the sound of the mantra.
Then his lower body melted like a limp, and finally turned into an inconspicuous transparent liquid mass. As soon as he moved, it mysteriously disappeared into the ground.
When Han Li saw this, a look of surprise flashed across his face, but after he returned to normal, he immediately shook his sleeves.
With a "bang" sound, a talisman shot out from it, and exploded into countless purple runes. After engulfing Han Li's body, it turned into a ball of mist.
But when the fog dissipated, the original place was empty, and Han Li disappeared out of thin air.
That talisman was exactly the Taiyi Purifying Talisman that was re-refined by Han Li not long ago.
Although this talisman was rarely used after Han Li entered the Fusion, it does not mean that this Taiyi Transformation Purifying Talisman is of little use to him now.
On the contrary! Because this talisman is refined from the secrets of the fairy world, its power increases almost every time Han Li's cultivation level increases. But unfortunately, the several materials required for refining this talisman are extremely
There is a shortage of them, and the few that were previously refined have long been consumed by them.
Later, even after his cultivation greatly increased, he could only refine a few of them, and he would not use them easily.
Besides, with Han Li's current magical power, it's really rare that he can be forced to hide his body and move. It's too rare.
Now he wants to sneak into Fuling Mountain to secretly meet the mysterious Spirit King who is unknown as an enemy or a friend. This is a good opportunity to use.
After Han Li felt his body turn into nothingness, his feet moved slightly, and he floated towards the mountain peak not far away.
The moment his incarnate body entered Fuling Mountain, he clearly felt several layers of strange waves sweeping past him, but they were swept away again immediately, as if he didn't exist in the first place.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly.
He clearly sensed that these fluctuations were far beyond ordinary restrictions, but there was no sign of their existence at all. It can be seen that after he advanced to the Mahayana, this Taiyi Transformation Talisman became more and more miraculous.
Han Li no longer hesitated and flew directly upwards.
On the way forward, through a trace of spiritual contact in his consciousness, he clearly sensed that Mo Jianli had also escaped into the mountain through some unknown means, and quietly walked through the rocks not far from him, unobstructed.
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The two moved up and down together, walking silently to the heights in perfect coordination.
Along the way, some Eldar guards appeared on patrol from time to time.
They wear armor of various colors, or their bodies are shrouded in strange light, or they look weird like monsters, but all of them have strong auras, and most of them are in the realm of transforming gods and refining emptiness.
With such a level of cultivation, he is considered a high-level being even among the Spirit Clan, but here he is just an ordinary guard.
It seems that compared to ordinary existences, this holy mountain is really well-guarded and absolutely foolproof.
But it may really block the existence of Mahayana stage like Han Li and Mo Jianli.
Han Li speeded along a mountain road without any hesitation. Soon he reached the mountainside and saw a huge purple-red archway standing there from a distance.
On both sides of the archway below, there was a middle-aged man in white sitting cross-legged.
Both of them had no hair on their heads, but their faces were delicate and elegant.
A man's face was extremely ugly with pits and pits, but the red light on his head kept flashing, and there was a ball of red flame burning fiercely, like red beard and hair.
But what naturally concerned Han Li was not the appearance of the two, but the fact that after his spiritual thoughts swept away, he easily discovered that both of them were in the Fusion stage.
One is in the middle stage of integration, and the other is in the late stage of integration.
Could it be that these two people are two of the Holy Spirits rumored to be responsible for everything in the Holy Mountain?
After Han Li's thoughts changed, he naturally thought of this, but his body did not stop at all. He flashed past the archway and arrived dozens of feet behind.
The two elves' fused eyes were closed and motionless, as if they were not aware of it at all.
Han Li smiled in his heart and was about to continue moving forward without caring, when suddenly the archway suddenly emitted a bright purple light and made a loud buzzing sound.
"Be bold!"
"Who is hiding secretly down there!"
The two Spirit Tribe people who originally looked like clay sculptures opened their eyes almost at the same time, shouted loudly, and then suddenly took action one after the other.
A bright light flashed behind the bald Eldar man, and a four-armed Buddha statue about 10 feet tall appeared. The whole body was dazzling, holding a seven-color token in his hands, and suddenly swung it underground.
With a "Puff" sound, a seven-color light beam spurted out and penetrated directly down through the ground.
Another man from the Spirit Tribe, after a "bang" sound, the red flames above his head suddenly rose and condensed into a red silk net, which curled up and covered the place where the seven-color light pillar sprayed.
The seven-color beam of light just flashed and went hundreds of feet underground. A transparent shadow was swept away unexpectedly, and its true human form suddenly appeared.
It is Mo Jianli, the great human race.
Before a look of surprise appeared on his face, the red silk net reached the top of his head regardless of the distance of more than a hundred feet, and with a "boom", it turned into a roll of rolling flames.
Seeing this, Mo Jianli's face darkened, and after snorting coldly, he suddenly swung one sleeve high into the air, and a burst of white air suddenly surged out.
As soon as the flames came into contact, people were sucked in like a cow being swallowed into the sea, and they couldn't even get close to it.
Before a sneer flashed across Mo Jianli's face, with a "chi" sound, a crimson talisman suddenly shot out from the flames. With a flash, it suddenly turned into countless red threads and spread out.
The next moment, a red light suddenly appeared on Mo Jian's body without any warning, and a red fire chain suddenly appeared on his body out of thin air. After wrapping around it, it was tied up tightly. {Piaotian Literature www.
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